Dropping through sky,
Through the glass of the roof,
Through the roof of your mouth,
Through the mouth of your eye,
Through the eye of the needle,
It's easier for me to get closer to Heaven
Than ever feel whole again.
Disintegration by The Cure.
I love Liz Taylors, I mean Robert Smiths little word plays and phrasing. There's many, many more from their back catalogue.